Mu Yuchen caught her fist and pulled her into his embrace while his hand swiftly circled her waist. He tightly pulled her into his arms and held her head, then he lowered his head before a cold kiss abruptly stopped her words.
She struggled for a bit, but her little wriggles were just amusing to him.
Before she could react, she felt something cold behind her, and she found herself trapped before the wall with his tall figure looming before her.
The man recklessly had a taste of her, and then with one hand propped against the wall, he looked down at her with an unfathomable gaze. His eyes seemed as if they wanted to swallow her. She could not help but tremble slightly as she subconsciously pushed him away. "Don't come so close. I can barely breathe."
"Say those words from earlier again. Who's got cheap taste now?" His lowered voice had a hint of pressure to it!
Oh no, he had heard her!
